Merciful Fate

I reach out, feel space.

Lost a star to infinity.

Resurrect an Egyptian boy

Who meets me in dreams.

Embody the overwhelming.

Haunting face; desire,

That gives me inspiration

and takes it away by the hour.

Love affair with a memory

Sinking heart skips a beat.

Electrifies my body.

Melts it from the purity.

Change is consuming.

Live to relive that moment.

Untouched, resisting.

Like the passion of gods when they kiss.

Eyes lock.

No glare, read my soul.

We have a match,

So set it on fire

and watch it burn.

Serenade what once was

Everlasting everything.

Place it on the mound-

To sacrifice self-sacrifice

Heal that brutal distance

as I sun-bathe in steam.

Like an ultimate death

when fate is merciful,
Piercing our everyday truth.

A holy mountain of secret worship.

Built it up like a temple

but the sun died in the West.

Like an altar without a god.

or the Mona Lisa kept in a vault.

Collapsing in on itself

is the newborn child.

Breastfeeding my lament.

Wearing a halo as a martyr.

Stroking it is the Mother.

In All Aloneness (Official Music Video)

I surprise myself sometimes.

Original Source

This is what it looks like when hearts explode.

 'Moved by Pandemonium' by KIDS TV SHOW.

Venus woman

Walk to the sound of your own slapping cunt
Flapping about like roaring hands ready to applaud for anything.
Oozing your pornography like a marriage vow.
You exist to procreate wet dreams.

Ready Venus woman
loves like a price reduction-
cheap and desperate to go home with you.
Like wine sold out of a box.

I watch you like the twisted voyeur you seek.
Get it out of me when I feel sick.
Finger my anger.
Braid it once in a while.

Manipulation is your best friend.
Seduction, your spoon.
Lies like bat droppings when feasting on berries.
Sincerity like a cloud.

A closet of competition.
Best hump to the finish line.
Lollipops are for winners
in nurses uniforms.

Obey your sex.
Fake tear gallery.
Fucking the camera
for whatever you can sow.


Love like lullabies
is foreign
because of her.
She likes being objectified.

Venus calls it on the phone.
Labels it woman.
Says it's femininity
When it's really just survival.

Pleasant Hues

                     

                   Work by Sienna Star

                                    4 Years

bright lights

The Magic of

Whatever you're on, the sweater stays the same.

Make your holiday party worth it.

International Faces: Let's Be Concerned

Pale Houses- I am Your Knife

  I am Your Knife- PALE HOUSES (Mat Cothran and iamyourholiness collaboration) by KIDSTVSHOW  

    Pale Houses was a collaboration with Mat Cothran from Coma Cinema and myself in Nov 2009. More than likely this will be the only one of the songs I'll be releasing with the exception of a remix for track 2 with a video. Would have loved to record more with Mat but we decided to part ways for reasons called life is beautiful and terrible and strange, so, with that in mind, i hope you enjoy the track!

***Sports Trivia- iamyourknife was my aol instant messenger name in 1998. It was later changed to iamyourholiness in 2003 when I began recording for the first time and is the name of all my solo projects.

(conversations) my love-hate relationship with love-hate.

i love you.

i hate you.

you mean the world to me.

you mean nothing.

i would have given you the world.

no, give yourself your own fucking world.

i just want to be with you.

i'm not even sure that's true.

i can't get you out of my head.

you scarred me pretty badly.

i miss the way you smell.

animal pheromones.

i accept you for who you are.

not the part that lies, obviously.

you write beautiful poetry.

most of what you say is bullshit.

i think you are gorgeous.

just before i remember your ugliness.

i want to give you my heart.

you shattered it the first time.

i think i'm in love with you.

only the thought of you.

i miss not having you in my life.

definitely for the best.

i learned so much from this experience.

i regret everything.

i wish we could have been more honest and direct with each other.

i was afraid and still am.

there is a first time for love.

Never thought it would be this way.